I could tell something was going to happen. I just had that feeling. First of all, Pete asked me for the email addresses of my play group moms. Then, the wife of a guy from Pete's lab came up to me at my Thursday bible study and said, "I hear you have a birthday coming up." Then Pete said that we would be having hamburgers on Saturday night. And finally, on Friday, Pete told me that he was trying to throw a surprise birthday party on Saturday night, but realized that he needed by help. I am not normally a tidy person, so I think he knew that unless he told me about it, I would not be cleaning on Saturday. Still, it was a nice thing.
Either Thursday or Friday I had noticed that something was different about my chest of drawers. I keep my jewelry box on top along with an 8x10 baby picture of me (along with some crap and dust). I just couldn't figure it out. On Saturday, we all went to the grocery store as a family. It wasn't a surprise that Pete had ordered me a cake at this point, but when I saw the cake, then I realized what was missing from the chest! Isn't that weird? I had stood there the other day and had a strange feeling someone had been messing with the top of the chest, but had not notice that the 8x10 picture was gone.
It says "40 years and still a Peach". I called my parents to tell them about it and my dad didn't quite hear the last word correctly. I could tell by his "whaaaat?" That he was thinking something else. My mom said I was always an easy baby, so I don't know why my dad thought he heard something else. Anyway, it was a nice gathering and I had to keep emphasizing that I wasn't 40 just yet. That momentous occasion will be this coming Wednesday. I will hang on to 39 until then, thank you very much! :)
Does this look like the face of a 40 year old? Of course not! Not until Wednesday!!!